One's a Potter And One's a Malfoy -- DRARRY

Chapter 1

*This story takes place in year 5 at hogwarts*

Harry Potter awoke with an aching pain on his forehead. Leaping out of the covers, he pressed his hands to his lightning bolt shaped scar.

"Ahh shit! Not again" Harry groaned as he reached towards his bedside table to grab his glasses. 

Slipping into his Gryffindor robe, he made his way into the boys bathroom. The clock on the wall said that it was only 5:00am. Breakfast starts at around 7:30. Groaning once again, Harry turned on the tap and rolled up his sleeves. Leaning down, he splashed some water on his face to wake himself up. The pain had started to subside, but it was still evidently there. 

Grabbing his toothbrush, he sloppily began to brush his teeth.

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Harry tiptoed back into the bed chambers of the Gryffindor tower and slowly made his way towards the chest at the foot of his best friend Ron's bed. He still had a few hours until breakfast, so he thought he'd just walk around the castle. It was quite fun to avoid Mrs. Norris after all. Ron, being...well...Ron, had taken the Mauraders map from Harry. He had thought he was being sneaky, but unbeknowst to him, Harry was wide awake he entire time he stuffed it in the chest. 

Opening the chest with a soft 'creak', Harry quickly found what he was looking for and closed the chest once again. He began creeping over to his bedside table to grab his wand. 

Tiptoeing back into the common room, he opened the map.

"I solemnly swear I am up to no good" he whispered as he tapped the tip of his wand on the piece of blank parchment paper. 

The map slowly came into view, and Harry saw the footsteps of people lurking the halls of Hogwarts. He could see Mr. Filch and Professor Snape walking swiftly in and out of doorways, most likely searching for students out of bed. The feet that stood out the most to Harry though, were those of Draco Malfoy. "What's that pretentious git doing out of bed?" Harry thought to himself, raising an eyebrow. It was odd to think of perfect Malfoy walking around the halls after lights out, but even more strange to watch him step towards the hidden door of the Room Of Requirements. Curious, Harry opened the portrait of the Fat Lady and made his way through the moving staircases towards the Room Of Requirements.

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